Heaven open'd wide Her ever during gates, harmonious sound, On golden hinges moving.

For neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that walks invisible, except to God alone.

Those graceful acts, those thousand decencies, that daily flow from all her words and actions, mixed with love and sweet compliance, which declare unfeigned union of mind, or in us both one soul.

Though all the winds of doctrine were let loose to play upon the earth, so Truth be in the field, we do injuriously by licensing and prohibiting to misdoubt her strength. Let her and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse, in a free and open encounter.

Virtue could see to do what Virtue would by her own radiant light, though sun and moon where in the flat sea sunk.

For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the borrowers, among good authors is accounted Plagiarè.

For books are as meats and viands are; some of good, some of evil sub-stance.